17. Fuss over me about whether or not I’m hungry, and let me fuss over you.

18. Stroke my head while I lay on your chest (this is physical contact GOLD).

19. Don’t hog the remote. Be a remote Socialist. Communist, even.

20. Have a great appreciation for cuddling under a blanket while it rains outside.

21. Dance, without some ridiculous (and offensive) fear that someone is going to think it’s “gay.”

22. Work on a laptop in a coffee shop whilst looking unbearably sexy/be-sweatered. (I think most of the imaginary love stories I create in my head start by becoming mildly obsessed with the mussed-hair guy across from me in Starbucks, but I digress.)

23. If you are my barista, flirt with me even the slightest bit. (That shit is nothing short of foreplay for the caffeine-addicted/single.)